1. |
Marty Christman
03:00
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momma's up and gone away till christmas day
for the first time we've got time to play
though you know we'd love to stay
looks like it's time to go now
making friends with the right types
feeling like i'm loosing my sense of sight
i guess he thinks that you're alright
wait till he gets to know...
oo i do what i do
(i heat my breakfast in the microwave, i turn the radiator down, i pick the skin between my toes, i think about the birthday clown)
there's some things that she won't know, that's how it goes
getting happy if we're feeling low
feeling warm despite the snow
it fills me up and down
oo i do what i do
(i reconstruct defiant ectomy, don't put the colors on the wall, i listen up the ape man tells us why, i hear the words that kill us all)
every night they leave their own thoughts way up high
listen to the clock to tell the time
they give us numbers don't know why
we try to understand
what do we want to do?
I walk around a little bit sparkling men all floating up
I turn the shower head to face me follow my rabbits to the sun
I trim my fingernails right down big baby kid in a red bedroom
water from the faucet wants to show you he's bigger than you
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2. |
Midnight Rounds
03:08
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and I found
a new feeling
and I found
life patrol
and I know
you don't mean it
but I know
you're a fetus
and I will fly down just to meet it
and I will cry out that you're obscene
and you will laugh with tears on your face
and I will know that everything is okay
why are you so hard to please
in the middle of the night
why are you so hard to please
in the middle of the night
oh
and I found
a new feeling
and I know
not to know
I'm not mad
only feeding
like a cold
on your weekend
there's a reason that you're not leaving
when I try to send you grieving
but all I hear
is little demons
when I try
to hit your feelings
why are you so hard to please
in the middle of the night
why are you so hard to please
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3. |
Looker
02:44
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She's on a flamethrow
He's got his teeth showing
I got an elbow
Sometimes I can touch my toes
He looks like she likes looking, I like looking at the floor
A or B ain't much for multiple choice
I had a rabbit, but he lost his voice
A right's a left if you come from the other way
I got a sister who tells me it's all okay
She looks like he likes looking, I like looking at the floor
I got enemies in low places
And all my friends are high
I can't tell you my reasons
Cause I don't trust my mind
My love, I don't care what you are
As long as you take me for a ride
Someone's in the backseat
Getting high
He looks like she likes looking, I like looking at the floor
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4. |
Udder Love
04:57
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I wasn't listening at the door
"Anything goes if you're bored"
promise you won't change the score
I'll buy you an ice cream
I want to hear what you adore
tell me what you want it for
I want to fall down on your floor
walk up and down my back
crack my back
we're into guys
she's into thighs
an aftertaste
is all it takes
we're into guys
she's into thighs
and after all you're still too tall
thanksgiving to the chemicals
still eating ice cream but we're full
meeting on a pedestal
the meaning's below
the sheep is only for the wool
the cow was thinking of the bull
you were looking like you should
how does it seem?
we're into guys
she's into thighs
an aftertaste
is all it takes
we're into guys
she's into thighs
and after all you're still too tall
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5. |
Crust Revelations
02:23
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JUST TOOK A POOP AND THERE'S NO TOILET PAPER MY POOR POOCH SCOTTY WAS NOT KIDDING AROUND ITS GETTING CRUSTY AND THERES NO ONE TO HELP IM GONNA GO AHEAD AND BEAT THE MEAT.
I CANT THINK ANYMORE IM NOT A PIMPLE POPPING PICKLE POOPER IM ONLY STUCK IN THIS STALL.
FUCKING ALAN!!!!!! CANT GET MYYYYYYYYYYYYY poopy wipes. who does he think I am?????? some greasy butt monkey type?!?!?! I have my moments, but I've got principles....
IM NOT SICK ANYMORE IM NOT A PIMPLE POPPING PICKLE POOPER I GOT SOME MAYONNAISE IN A JAR.
thank you for this moment of clarity :)
post masturbation jesus :)
all the crust has flaked away in the depths of our bond :)
I love you Scotty; you're my dog <3
*dog solo*
WE'RE NOT SICK ANYMORE WE'RE NOT JUST PIMPLE POPPING PICKLE POPPERS WE SMEAR OUR SHIT ON THE DOOR.
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